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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 11:01 am
"Fine..." The mus squeaked quietly and buried himself as far into the bard's feathers as physically possible.
Twilla dipped playfully during her silent flight. They were leaving her all too familiar territory and embarking into a less familiar territory. "Funny to think that I didn't know you from when we were fledglings." She mused. "I must of seen you somewheres before, at some time or another..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:16 pm
"Perhaps we've met before, but I do think I would remember one such as yourself Twilla." Jester spouted eloquently. Noticing that the surrounding forest became unknown slowly, his attention shifted some towards the new trees to doge around.
"Does anyplace look good to you?" he asked as he wasn't sure if there were signs gatherers looked for in good truffle finding spots. He was amused that the trees here all looked...happy. Like they had smiling faces in their white bark.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:25 pm
She dipped again, but her attention was more on their surroundings.
"Moist, dark spots are good for 'shrooms, although truffles are a bit more complicated... What with being underground." Her pale blue eyes were shifting over the floor below them and her pace slowed to an easy, steady one.
"I smell berries..." The mus called out quietly from Jester's back. "Faint, but there."
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:35 pm
Jesters ears perked up at the Mus on his back's statement. "Any idea where Auze?" Jester struggled to see where the companions nose was pointing. Dipping lower to match Twilla's hight, perhaps she could see where the sensitive nose was pointing to.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:39 pm
"Ova th'r." The mus mumbled and pointed with a paw. Twilla had already spotted the berry bush and was making her decent. "You don't have to land, if you don't feel up to it." She called back to Jester, but most of her focus was on her awkward landing. She did this every day, yet she still stumbled and had some difficulties.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:50 pm
Jester started to descend with her. "I'll just land on one of the lower branches of the trees here." Jester didn't like landing flatfooted like he did the last time he was on the ground, it felt unnatural. Circling once he found a low branch just above where Twilla had landed.
Turning to Auze, "Think you can get down from here?" he asked the Mus. He really didn't want to try to land on the ground. Looking down at it, and the bush in question, now he could smell the berries too.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:54 pm
"Nope." The mus replied simply. Had it been Twilla up there with him, he would of smarted off.
Other sentinels were not like his Twilla, though. His cousin, Grat, had been gobbled up for his sharp tongue. It was better to keep his trap shut, in any case.
"Alright." Twilla replied as she stumbled towards the bush. They looked delicious and she couldn't help but to eat the first one she picked. It tasted just as good as it looked.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:01 pm
Jester sighed a little bit. He didn't like Twilla down there all by herself. He mulled the idea over in his head, and shifted his weight anxiously from one foot to the other.
"How are they?" Jester inquired as he leaned down as far as he could from the branch. Licking his beak a bit at the thought of how delicious the berries were. He continued his inner argument with his desire to not land flat footed, and his worry for Twilla.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:06 pm
"Delicious! I'll bring you up a twig, once I get a good bit for the Matron to divvy up." She called back after she finished savoring the berry. She promptly began tossing berries into her pack. At times, she would take the whole branch, if it had large amounts of berries on it.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:14 pm
Jester nodded, not knowing what to say, or do at the moment. Sitting back on the branch content to just watch Twilla pack away the berries at what seemed like super speed. Ever keeping one eye out for potential danger...or more delicious things.
Jester wondered to himself why he enjoyed Twilla's company so much. He guessed it was because she tolerated his songs, and almost seemed to enjoy them. Even though he was nearly constantly keeping them inside, slightly afraid they'd bubble out at bad times. But on the rare occasion they did surface she didn't seem to mind.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:18 pm
Once she had decided she had plucked enough berries from the tree, she snapped off a twig full of them for her bard friend. She turned to look about her, but spied no danger. She found it quite nice to have a third set of eyes keeping a look out. Mus didn't exactly have the best vision in all of Noctua.
"C'min' ufff." She called to Jester through a stuffed beak, then with an awkward hop scuffle, she lifted into the air and perched beside him.
"'ere." She dropped the branch on the limb, near his feet.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:42 pm
Jester was first and foremost, glad Twilla was no longer on the ground. Secondly the berries looked DELICIOUS! Taking a tentative nibble of the first berry, his eyes went wide, and he puffed a bit. "Wondrous!" he exclaimed as he stuffed himself full of 5 more. The berries were gone but there were remnants of them around his beak and on his green cheeks.
Grinning a berry-fied grin at Twilla, in contentment. "Thank you kindly, they were wonderful! I hope you gathered plenty for others, I think they will enjoy them too!" The sweet taste of the berries, stirred something in Jester.
Opening his beak, he hummed out, "Berries on the vine, sitting in a row, your delicious taste is mine! Ho ho ho!" he ended his tiny poem with a little bounce on his perch. Turning back to Twilla, he blushed a bit.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 2:35 pm
The shadow couldn't help but to chuckle quietly. He certainly was a character.
"Glad you liked them!" She exclaimed. "There will be more bounty about, we just have to look... Fortunately, times aren't to hard, otherwise I would be a little more stingy. First and foremost, Gatherers and Hunters must make sure the belly of every youngster is full." She felt a swell of pride as she stated her task.
Auze gave a squeak of dismay as Jester bounced. He scrambled from the male's back in a fluff of gray fur, which would be streaked with blue later on.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 5:22 pm
Realizing his beak was smeared with berry juice he tried to lick it off, then gave up and wiped most of it away. Jester admired Twilla's profession, he knew he could never do something like that. "You do very well for the youngsters Twilla, you find them delicious things to fill their bellies." Jester beamed at Twilla, he could only hope that someday his profession brought him just as much self pride as she seemed to have.
Looking to the squeak,"Oop I'm sorry Auze, was the ride not to your liking?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 10:14 am
"Great Noctus, no!" The mus spouted a saying he had picked up from listening to his Twilla and other sentinels and stood on his hind legs.
He did not know Jester, but he was quickly realizing that the bard held some sort of feeling for his Twilla. If that was the case, he would not dare eat her mus.
Twilla fluffed her feathers in fluster. Jester's praze cheered her a great deal. Her slight, embarassed fluster turned into downright embarassment when Auze opened his maw.
"Auze, be quiet!" She insisted sharply, but the mus kept talking.
"Y'know 'ow man'ee tims I 'most falled, eh? Y'make me almost falled again!"
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